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schoolisin2014-09-01 10:28 pm
principals) wrote in schoolisin2014-09-01 10:28 pm
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Who: Everyone
When: Day 1 – noon
Where: The Auditorium
What: ROUND 1 BEGINS
[Some hours have passed, leaving you time to mingle and explore to your hearts content. However, as the clocks tick over to noon … the bell rings again. And this time, it's followed by the hissing static of an intercom system.]
Ahem! Ahem, is this thing on? Ahh, yes … If all Students and Instructors could kindly make their way to the Auditorium, our first class can begin.
[Those people who are understandably reluctant to follow that instruction may just find their feet moving for them, plodding them into the massive assembly hall. Once they're there, the door slams shut and locks behind them.
… There's nobody there, but the intercom is still on.]
When: Day 1 – noon
Where: The Auditorium
What: ROUND 1 BEGINS
[Some hours have passed, leaving you time to mingle and explore to your hearts content. However, as the clocks tick over to noon … the bell rings again. And this time, it's followed by the hissing static of an intercom system.]
Ahem! Ahem, is this thing on? Ahh, yes … If all Students and Instructors could kindly make their way to the Auditorium, our first class can begin.
[Those people who are understandably reluctant to follow that instruction may just find their feet moving for them, plodding them into the massive assembly hall. Once they're there, the door slams shut and locks behind them.
… There's nobody there, but the intercom is still on.]
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What happened? To the people behind it.
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He used the technology he had developed himself to scan his brain and create a copy that could be uploaded to the virtual world—the internet, if you will.
He successfully managed to do so, but the process fried his brain and killed him.
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[shakes his head]
Sorry, you didn't really need to know all that. But that's... part of why I think this could be some kind of experiment, and why there might be no real reason behind it. If you have other theories, though...
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[that's an understatement, but he doesn't really know what else to say]
I'd . . . have to talk to Kit, about Aather, and see if there's any other similarities. And find out more about your library, too.
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Yeah. I know it's not what we should be worrying about right now, given the circumstances, but figuring things out could potentially help us find a way to get out of this place...
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